.Spreen.

It was a gloomy night, dark with only the small ray of light from the full moon. The cold winter wind lashed everyone with immense force, a wind unlike any ever seen before in Buenos Aires, Argentina. Spreen sat on his couch at home watching the awful news. It was all bad news, and Spreen couldn't care less. Bored, he decided to get a pizza and then call his friends for a get-together. He put on a blue sweatshirt and black pants that looked good on him—well, actually, everything looks good on Spreen. You have to admit he's quite handsome. He put on his usual cap and went out, facing the cold wind of the middle of July. He grabbed his car keys and went straight to the pizzeria. He went through the drive-thru and ordered something simple. "Hey, " he said, rolling down the window, "uh... Can I get you a large ham and mozzarella pizza, please?" -Character X: Yes, of course, go to the next window and we'll give it to you.

"Thank you ," Spreen replied cordially. Then he grabbed his pizza and opened the box, but he noticed it was very ugly and in bad condition. It looked old and completely unappetizing. So, a little annoyed, he got out of the car and went to the counter himself. The cold wind hit him hard and blew off his cap, but he managed to get it back. He went inside and saw only one girl. She was a very pretty girl, with long, straight, slightly messy brown hair, green eyes that shone brightly in the dim lights and the small glow of the night, and dark circles under her eyes that were noticeable from miles away. She wore a tight black wool shirt and some suspicious-looking denim shorts in that winter. Under her wrinkled red apron, which had the pizzeria's name on it and a hand-knitted pizza design, he noticed the girl was very tired, so he wasn't too harsh. "Hi... Excuse me. " The girl quickly raised her head and straightened her apron. "Yes..." Um... I wanted to make a complaint. You see, the pizza is old, and it doesn't look appetizing at all...